She seems to be around twenty-three to twenty-five years old, Jia gauged as far as she could study the woman.

There was an oxygen mask on her face but even then Jia could conclude that the woman didn't really look similar to Mingshen.

She might not be his sister. But I cannot say for sure. Not like all siblings should resemble each other. Lihua and I don't for one.

His-

"It's bad manners to peek, sweety~" a dangerous, sexy voice whispered in her ears as he leaned his face beside her cheek.

Before Mingshen could say anything else, in a flash, Jia grabbed his collar, pushed him in the front, banging his back on the glass panel and pointed the tip of the scalpel on his neck.

"Only speak when I say so or lose your life," she narrowed her eyes.

Mingshen was slightly taken aback for a moment and then his gaze sparkled in delight a few moments later. An amusing wide grin settled on his lips as he stared at the scalpel in her hand. Her grasp was tight and unyielding. Her fingers didn't shake an inch. Her gaze was fierce and fearless.

Instead of panicking for his life, he had a calm expression as if he was enjoying this.

"Hmm~ You are actually spicy. I like it. When did you grab the scalpel? I didn't notice at all from the camera."

"Didn't I say that you shouldn't speak unless I say so?"

"Do you think I am the type of man to listen to anybody?" He smiled. "By the way, how is your heart? Is it beating wildly now that your eyes have fallen upon such a devilishly handsome man?"

"Do you think I give a fuck about your face?" Jia grimaced. "For me, you are just a criminal."

"You feel that as a cop. You must have some personal taste," Mingshen slyly smiled.

"Do you think that I am crazy to fall for a mad doctor like you? Get your brain checked."

He raised his brow.

"Nice! I like you more and more now. You got quite some nerve to talk back to Yang Mingshen like that. I must admire your resistance to my beauty~"

"Thank you for letting me know this useless fact that on top of being a crazy doctor, you are a crazy narcissist too."

"I cannot help it. You are the first woman who didn't give any reaction after looking at me. Those useless women start fawning over me. I am so bored of that already," he sneered. "It was refreshing to see your reaction. To think that you are even pointing the scalpel at me. It's dangerous to handle sharp objects, Spicy~"

Jia sneered. "It's even more dangerous to let a mad doctor like you loose in the public. Knives are way safer than you."

"Ouch! That hurts," he pouted.

"Now stop with the nonsense and answer my questions."

"Ho~~ You must be wondering how came here-"

"I have already figured that out. Jiang Wei doesn't know that I am alive, right?"

He narrowed his eyes.

"Your silence is a yes."

"How can you say for sure?" He tilted his head.

"Because he won't let me live if he knows, dumbo."

He widened his eyes.

Dumbo?

"The only other powerful person who could hide it from him is you. Also, I know all dead bodies come to you after Jiang Wei kills them."

"Nice. So you must be wondering why I saved you-"

"Dextrocardia. My condition."

He narrowed his eyes.

"I wondered about that too for a second but knowing that you are a mad doctor, it fits. For someone as crazy as you, a person with a rare condition like dextrocardia would be as good as gold to you. Heh. I must be your topmost precious research subject, am I not?"

Mingshen stared at her and then his eyes gleaming even more. "An intelligent research subject! Indeed, you are to my taste, Spicy. I think that apart from your heart, I should dig into your brain too."

He looked at her as if he got his favorite toy to play with.

Jia ignored the evil smirk on his face. "My question to you is that has you saving me got anything to do with that woman over there?"

"Ding, ding. Full points for your correct answer," he chuckled.

"Your girlfriend?"

He looked at her in obvious disdain. "Ugh. And here I was so impressed by your intelligence. You disappoint me. Yang Mingshen and a girlfriend? Don't make me puke, Spicy."

"Then why did you save the Mafia King's enemy? I don't think she is your sister either."

"Well, aren't you so intelligent? Figure it for yourself. But for now, you should know that I didn't save you out of shitty humanitarian purposes."

"I can guess that easily."

"So you can forget about getting out of here," he laughed. "I saved you because I need your heart."

Jia stared at him.

"Heart transplant."

"Ding, ding! Full points again! Wow, you are getting your intelligence back. I just need to remove your heart from your chest and place it in that woman's. Simple, isn't it?"

"My heart is not for sale."

"Oh? But I have saved it which is why you are even pointing that scalpel at my neck right this moment. So I have the full copyright and as I such, I decide what I want to do with because I am your heart's owner now~"

"Doesn't matter to me. My heart is my heart. Do you think every patient in this whole wide world should sacrifice themselves for the doctor who saves them? Plus as you said, it's not for humanitarian purposes. So your saving me doesn't count and neither it makes you my owner. You saved me so that you could kill me."

"Ah that sounds so poetic, isn't it?"

"Stop with that nonsense and get me out of here. I don't have time to waste."

"No-nonsense attitude huh?" He sighed. "You don't hold back your punches at all. I like it. But there is a small problem. I cannot let go of my treasure chest. Also, don't think that only you are smart enough to grab a scalpel," he smiled.

In one fluid moment, Mingshen effortlessly lifted his hand and blocked her nose and mouth with a cloth. She widened her eyes and soon her gaze turned blurry.

When did he…

"Nighty night Spicy~"